.556 (Intro)

[Intro]

Look, nigga... don't ask me shit; I don't know, I don't wanna know, and even if I did know I still wouldn't tell you shit...

[Verse]

Up the glick fast and fuck and shoot it

Fresh as fuck in my Audi, booted

Crack the wokesha and pour a deuce

Never seen you trap, nigga I'm living proof

I don't lie, I only tell the truth

Unless my bitch ask me if I'm on the boot

I ain't take two percs, I took a few

Bitches had me bussin through the roof

I don't wanna talk with no nigga

I was raised 'round dope dealers

My momma and my daddy sold dope

This the only thing them niggas know

Turn the stove on, scrape the bowl

Watch the window, look for patrol

When I jumped off the porch, I sold my soul

For a 31 and a big ass pole

8th grade, robbing niggas for their gold

9th grade, I ain't going to school no more

Used to wake up early in the morning

Me and BK go and kick a door

You can't pay me to trust a soul

Use your wrist, use your elbow

I can't stand a nagging ass hoe

Trap jump like Eddie G on the rope

5.56 blow you across the coast

5.56 break a nigga nose

5.56'll take your soul

5.56 hit you, you ain't going home

5.56'll take your heart

5.56, it's like Steven Seagal

Had grams of wedding cake and a Cuban cigar

I don't trust niggas, they move like the narcs

Don't jump in the water if you ain't a shark

I'm in the back like Rosa Parks

5.56 hit your baby mom

I feel like Moses parting the sea

5.56 chop down a tree

5.56 break a nigga knee

You say you 'bout that, we gone see

In the trap I be all I could be

Knew how to count money before I knew how to read

5.56 take a bitch off her feet

5.56 knock a bitch out her jeans

5.56 hit more holes than Charlie Sheen

5.56, this shit I couldn't believe

Knock a bitch wig off, E-V-E

Papi need his own DVD

Who the fuck is that behind my V?

Keep getting followed by RPD

I shoot this bitch like RG3

Bitch keep talking 'bout she hungry

Got her 5 dollars worth of 50 cent wings

If I ain't talking to you bitch, don't speak

5.56 knock out a bitch teeth

I get caught with this, it's more time than Meech

They ain't ever gone let Papi free

5.56 go through the State

5.56 to the DA

5.56 go through the judge

Papi really came out the mud

My plug talking 'bout raising the numbers up

5.56 go through the plug

You can die from showing love

I shoot a nigga 'fore I dap him up

5.56 go through your mug

5.56 with me in the club

5.56'll pack a nigga up

Paramedics gotta wrap a nigga up

5.56'll back a nigga up

Stop all that fraudulent acting tough

Crying like a bitch when they put on the cuffs

I don't give a fuck, if it's up it's up

5.56 go through your bitch

5.56 go through your whip

You can ask anybody, they'll tell you I'm with the shit

5.56 with whoever you get

5.56 go through all kinds of shit

Selling dope, robbing, all kinds of shit

5.56 where your mama live

Papi cook dope, got the benihana wrist

I work my wrist, it's magical

I ain't wanna rob you, but I had to do it

I'm on the stove, put my back into it

This shit's so easy, Shaq could do it

5.56'll whack your Buick

5.56 from the Mac and Uzi

Better back the fuck up if Papi booted

5.56's all I'm shooting